I'm the most uncoordinated clumsy, klutzy person. I always had a bruise, I always tripped and fell.

I was a dork. I'm still kind of goofy and clumsy and not always the most graceful person.

I was playing baseball, and I tripped over first base - I'm very clumsy - and I fell and broke my wrist. That was pretty painful.

Isn't it so weird the day you wake up and you're just going with the flow? And you just suddenly are a mom.

If I spread myself too thin, I'm not a good actor, I'm not a good mother, and I'm just really high-strung - and everybody hates me.

Smoking sucks! The one thing I would say to my kid is, 'It's not just that it's bad for you. Do you want to spend the rest of your life fighting a stupid addiction to a stupid thing that doesn't even really give you a good buzz?'